One Man Against Six Forbidden Curse Mages

They were brimming with murderous intent, and Tang Miao was no saint either.

But now, the thing he'd been most worried about was no longer an issue.

He wasn't a cold-blooded, heartless person. If the Magic Association really had laid a hand on his "women," he would naturally have been heartbroken.

But what he'd said was true, too. There was no way he'd let them use those people to threaten him.

Even if he truly "loved" them, he still wouldn't surrender without a fight.

As long as he didn't surrender, there was still a chance. But the moment he did, everything would turn into resentment...

Then, demonic light shot into the sky.

He knew that facing six, or even eight, Forbidden Curse Mages, nearly all of them more powerful than Dual Element Mages, he couldn't win on his own.

If he'd been as confident as he'd seemed from the start, why would he have ambushed a Forbidden Curse Mage and killed him without holding back?

The moment the Demon's power erupted, several Forbidden Curse Mages had already surrounded Tang Miao. But the aura before them was so terrifying that even they couldn't believe it came from this young man!

Before, An Yan'er and the others hadn't believed what they'd heard about the Asian Magic Association. Now, each of them was certain Tang Miao had truly slain Su Lu and even fought the Dark King...

Wasn't this powerful aura exactly what a Middle Emperor could unleash?

Taken together, they were all monsters, but defeating an Emperor wouldn't be difficult for them!

They might even be able to kill an Emperor.

But that would be a Low-Level Emperor!

Against a Middle Emperor, all they could do was hold him back and keep him occupied...

None of them would willingly go head-to-head with